C62 Grilled Meat!

"Fulai, what are you doing?" Qingshan asked, a bit puzzled since the meat wasn't fully cooked yet.

Zong Fulai didn't say much. She quickly packed half of the roasted wild goat meat into a woven basket and waited for Chuanchuan to nimbly drag it away. Only then did she answer her father's question, "Dad, that's for Chuanchuan. Look, it's already been taken."

Her father looked confused